My soul will leave my body.

My heart will stop beating.

My beloved will miss my voice.

My lifetime on this part of the world has come to an end.

They shall miss my face, my braids.

I will leave this life as if I never existed.

Others will talk about my moods,

Others shall wonder how I looked like,

What kind of person I was.

Others will read my poem.

Beloved will miss my kindness.

Haters shall dance to the lament of my family.

Let me rest at a place of the quite in peace.

I was strong, but not enough.